Don't pick up your husband in the trash

◎Porcelain touch◎

As Miwako Sato guessed, after the Yeti Hiding Corpse case was closed, discussions on this bizarre case on the Internet shifted from the murder itself to Snowman.And the discussion was in full swing.There are even various fan works created for this purpose.

For example, there is a nursery rhyme that Xuezhi has a deep impression on.

snowman, snowman,

You are so pure and flawless.

I give you eyes,

you can see me.

I give you hands

you can hug me.

and the mouth,

You can enjoy delicious dishes.

snowman, snowman,

You are so pure and flawless.

I give you my all,

You are becoming more and more human,

Please be my good partner.

Let me melt into your body,

we will be together forever.

It is precisely because of this that [Snowman Corpse] has become a new urban legend.

-

The day the Fuhei family came back was fine.

Although the farewell to Nana was already doomed, when it really came, Xuezhi still felt sad.

"Next time, let me entertain you, Nana."

Xuezhi said so before leaving.The first condition to meet this is to change to a larger house.However, the cash is shy, and there is not enough savings to exchange for a bigger house.But working on it is one of the joys of life.

Since the house hadn't been ventilated for several days, there was a strange smell when the door was opened. .

"The old ones must be removed during the Chinese New Year, and all the bad luck will be driven away. This year's luck is really bad!" Xuezhi chanted while sweeping the garbage out, and only picked it up with a dustpan outside the door.

It took some time, and the three of them finally cleaned the apartment. The workload was twice as much as usual, and it was right as the general cleaning before the Chinese New Year.

After finishing work, I have to go shopping. I haven’t been home for a few days, and the refrigerator is empty.So he planned to go to Poirot for lunch at noon, then go to the supermarket to buy ingredients, and cook a sumptuous dinner in the evening.

In addition, the New Year is coming, and the children have not bought new clothes yet.Xuezhi also plans to take this time to buy new clothes for the two children.After all, it was their first New Year in Mihua Town, and it was also the first New Year when Tsumiji came to this house, so it was very commemorative.

"Mom, I want to eat two sandwiches today." On the way to Poirot, Hui held Xuezhi's hand and said with her head raised.

"Wow, Megumin is amazing. What about Tsumiki?"

Tsumiji shook her head and said, "I don't want to eat a sandwich, I want to eat curry rice."

"Yeah, Miss Zi's curry rice tastes really good too."

"What about mom? What does mom eat?"

Xuezhi showed a distressed expression, "Oh, I haven't thought of it yet, I want to eat sandwiches and curry rice. But one stomach can't hold so much food..."

Fu Heihui thought for a while and said, "Then mom orders curry rice, and I will share half of the sandwich with mom."

Tsumiji said: "No, Mom still orders a sandwich, and I can share half of the curry rice."

The two children argued endlessly, both wanting Xuezhi to eat their share.Later, Xuezhi had no choice but to say that he would order iced coffee, and eat half of Hui's sandwich and half of Tsumiji's curry rice.

……

A black-haired teenager sat on a stool outside Poirot's Cafe, basking in the sun while playing with a bubble machine.The transparent bubbles radiate colorful colors in the sunlight, and then disappear.

He played with the bubble machine happily, and more and more bubbles surrounded him.A passing mother and son stopped in front of the coffee shop after seeing it.The child pointed to the bubble in the boy's hand and said to his mother: "I want to play too!" He always wants what others have,

The mother said in embarrassment: "But this is my brother's toy." Although she said so, she glanced at the young man, as if saying, "Anyway, he is still a big child. Please be kind and let the child play." .This skillful movement is obviously already undefeated.

But the boy turned a blind eye and continued to play with the bubble machine.

"No! I want to play too!" The child's voice gradually increased, and when his temper came, he couldn't bear it.The mother's face also became a little impatient.Looking at the young man with a bit of complaint.

(I really don’t know how to be modest. What kind of selfish parents raised such a child!)

After that, the mother smiled and said to the child: "Then you can ask your brother if he would like to let you play."

The child nodded, and hurriedly ran to the boy, pointed to the bubble machine and said, "Let me play with this one!", as if he would roll on the ground if he didn't play with it.

The bossy and sassy appearance really makes it hard for people to feel good.

The boy seemed to notice the mother and child in front of him only now.He said weakly: "For the sake of being so pitiful, I will lend it to you for fun."

The child's eyes widened. It was the first time he heard someone call him pitiful.

"You nonsense! Where am I pitiful?"

The boy blinked and said in a low voice, "Isn't it pitiful? My bubble machine is very cheap. Your parents wouldn't even buy it for you. You must have picked it up in a trash can, right?" As he said that, he gave the bubble machine in his hand to the child, "It's too pitiful, forget it, I'll give it to you. Brother Amuro will buy me a game console anyway. By the way..."

The boy leaned down and whispered in the child's ear, "Hurry up and find your real parents."

Then the boy grinned, completely ignoring the child who was made to cry by his few words, and went straight back to the coffee shop.

Before the mother could settle accounts with the teenager, her own child grabbed the corner of her clothes and asked, "Where is my real mother? I'm going to find my real parents!"

Mother:……

Seeing that she received more and more weird looks, the mother glared at the boy in the store, and quickly left with the crying child in her arms.Even when the child was being hugged, she was still yelling, "I'm going to find my real parents!"

The boy who returned to the shop made a face at the mother and son who had left in a hurry through the glass door.Soon, he was caught by Amuro Toru.He could see clearly what happened outside.In addition to being complicated, the heart is still complicated.

"Dazai. Don't cause trouble." The slightly threatening tone made the boy shrink his neck.

"What did brother Anshi say? I didn't cause trouble. How could I be such a kind person and lie to others?"

Toru Amuro: ...

Osamu Dazai is currently living in an orphanage.Police have been looking for his parents.But because of his amnesia, the job he was looking for was not smooth.

During the day, Toru Amuro would keep Osamu Dazai by his side.After all, he had stayed in the secret research institute in Erzishan.Now that the research institute is empty, the breakthrough of the hidden secret is naturally on him.

But until now, Toru Amuro still didn't get anything useful out of his mouth.

Although he seemed to say a lot, it was all nonsense.

If it wasn't for the boy's sincere expression when he spoke, Toru Amuro would really think that the boy was deliberately fooling him.

"Okay, okay, I won't do it next time. I'm going out to play!" With that said, the boy quickly left the coffee shop.

……

Xuezhi and the two children arrived at Poirot and found a seat to sit down.Because it was already past lunch time, there were not many people in the store.

She asked Hui and Tsumiki to sit down, and she went to the bar to order food, and chat with Mr. Amuro by the way.Mr. Amuro had contacted her before about a reporter prowling downstairs in the apartment building.

"There are indeed people behind those people. The people behind them are from Kyoto."

When it comes to Kyoto, Xuezhi has already made up her mind.

Zen garden is straight.

He was taking revenge for the knife she had done back then.

Xuezhi had nothing to say, after all, she was the one who hurt others first.But she doesn't regret it either.Children are the bottom line, once someone sets foot on this bottom line, so what if they become Shura...

"Speaking of which, those reporters disappeared after you left. I don't think they will appear again in the future." Having said that, Amuro glanced at Hui over there and asked, "Is the Chanyuan family okay? "

Xuezhi shook her head, "I can only take one step at a time. After all, I haven't found a suitable person to marry."

Toru Amuro: ...

Have you given up on this stupid idea yet?

"But Miss Xuezhi doesn't have to worry too much. After all, it's a legal society now. I don't think the other party will mess around."

Toru Amuro didn't even believe this.But after all, it is to comfort others, so what if you don’t convince yourself.

Through the investigation during this period, he also discovered a lot of things.To be precise, the investigation of the Buddhist monastery and some things in Kyoto, because his authority is not enough, made him vaguely feel that the senior management of the Metropolitan Police Department is in deep water.

"Thank you, Mr. Amuro." With Toru Amuro's comfort, Xuezhi felt much better.Then she asked again: "Then, is Mr. Amuro interested in marrying me?"

Toru Amuro: ...

The hand that wiped the glass trembled, and the quilt almost fell off.

"Hahaha I'm just kidding. Mr. Amuro don't mind. I'm enlivening the atmosphere."

Looking at Xuezhi's expression, Amuro Toru seemed to be really enlivening the atmosphere.But he still corrected Xuezhi seriously and said: "Girls can't make jokes like this casually."

"Eh?"

Amuro said: "Because I will take it seriously."

Xuezhi rested her chin and squinted her eyes: "Then Mr. Amuro is serious?"

Toru Amuro put the glass on the shelf, and said with a smile when he heard the words: "I have suggested before that for Ms. Xuezhi's second marriage, it would be better for the man to propose. I think Miss Xuezhi agrees with this statement."

Xuezhi blinked, then laughed.

Amuro-san is also very good at talking.

"Yes, yes, I will remember Mr. Amuro's words."

On the way to chat between Xue Zhi and Amuro Toru.The young Osamu Dazai returned to the coffee shop with the book in his arms.Seeing Hui and Tsumiki sitting together, his eyes lit up, and he walked in that direction involuntarily.

Fu Heihui looked at the strange boy standing in front of him, and then asked Jin Meiji: "Is this someone you know?"

Tsumiji shook her head, "Don't you know him?"

"I don't know anyone like that."

Hearing their conversation, the teenager showed a hurt expression, "It's too much, what kind of person am I? We obviously have the same black hair, and they call me that."

Fu Heihui: ...

What does this have to do with black hair?

He stared at the boy with a vigilant expression.

This person's whole body is wrapped in black things, and he feels like he's about to suffocate. Doesn't he feel uncomfortable?

The boy showed a thoughtful expression and said: "Although I have amnesia, when I saw you, I thought we might have known each other before."

Fu Heihui: "No, I really don't know you."

The young man didn't listen to Fu Heihui's words at all, but said to himself: "You see, you have black hair, and I also have black hair. Besides, you look so cute, and I look so cute...say Maybe we used to be brothers who were taken away by our parents after their divorce!"

The young man clapped his fists, feeling that he was right, and looked at Fu Heihui with enthusiasm.

Fu Heihui looked at him expressionlessly: "Thank you, I know I'm cute, but please don't touch Ci."